Chapter 1547: Dominating the Inner Realm, Before Awakening

The young girl wore an emerald green gauze dress, looking quite pretty and charming. The umbrella she held had a strong sense of antiquity; its handle was made of old wood, and even the umbrella fabric looked like a leaf, with a thin layer revealing faint, feather-like veins, which looked quite peculiar.

The girl's skin was fair as jade, and her features were very beautiful. Especially now, with her brows furrowed and eyes wide, she possessed a unique beauty that made one stare.

At this moment, the curtain of rain poured down, separating the girl and Wang Lin. As it fell onto the river surface, it sent splashing droplets everywhere. Amidst the ripples and the mist, the water and sky seemed to merge into one. Even the distant green mountains seemed no longer dark, but rather like ink wash paintings, lingering in one's view.

As he watched, Wang Lin's face suddenly turned red.

This was his first time leaving his mountain village; he had never seen such a beautiful girl before. Compared to this girl, his playmates in the village were like Mortals compared to a Fairy.

The girl had originally been sulky, but seeing Wang Lin staring at her, stunned, and his face turning bright red, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle. This girl's mood, much like the weather, seemed always to be changing.

"Hey, bookworm, have you seen enough?" Amidst the girl's giggles, her voice, like silver bells, swirled out from the rain curtain between the two and fell into Wang Lin's ears.

Wang Lin's face, already full of scholarly air, turned even redder, even his ear-roots flushed with color. Hearing this, he quickly propped his umbrella aside, clasped his hands towards the girl on the boat, and bowed.

"It was this humble one's rudeness; I hope the young lady will not mind."

The girl's laughter filled the air. As she looked at Wang Lin's dazed appearance and was about to speak, a soft, melodious voice came from inside the covered boat. "Junior Sister!"

As the words were spoken, a jade hand from inside lifted a corner of the curtain on the boat's cover, revealing the graceful silhouette of a woman. The moment her face was revealed, the curtain of rain between heaven and earth seemed to pause for an instant. Amidst the endless raindrops, the woman's face fell hazily into Wang Lin's eyes.

Dressed in a purple garment, with eyes like the bright moon, it seemed that as she stepped out, the world lost its proper colors. It was as if her appearance had absorbed all the remaining light in this world. Under the dark clouds, on the river, inside the covered boat, in this world, this woman was the only one.

Her appearance was very beautiful, but beneath this beauty, a trace of sorrow permeated her brows. This sorrow seemed like exhaustion, like hesitation, like pity, causing ripples to rise in the hearts of those who saw her.

Her eyes held a hint of reproach as she glanced at the girl in the emerald dress.

The girl in the emerald dress giggled and went up to pull the sleeve of the woman in the purple dress, pointing at Wang Lin in the rain on the riverbank, her voice like a lark. "Senior Sister, this scholar is truly hateful; first he was frivolous with his words, then his gaze was rude. However, he looks so dazed, it's actually quite interesting."

The woman in the purple dress smiled. Her gaze met the rain of heaven and earth, looking far away at Wang Lin, who was taking shelter from the rain under the trees on the bank. At this glance, she was slightly stunned. After looking carefully a few times, a flash of confusion passed through her eyes.

"I seem to… have seen him somewhere before…"

Being watched by both women, Wang Lin's face turned even redder. He coughed a few times and clasped his hands towards the covered boat again, not knowing what to say. His heart was pounding, so he quickly turned around to look at the distant black mountains and ink-colored clouds, trying to avoid the thumping in his heart.

"Wang Lin, oh Wang Lin, you have read so many books in vain; how can you look at those two young ladies like that? We are mere strangers meeting by chance; it would be best to continue your journey after the rain stops." Wang Lin took a deep breath of the air in the rain and slowly calmed his heart.

"Young Master, this rain is continuous and will likely last all night. A meeting is fate; why not come aboard to take shelter from the rain and stay at the next port?" The woman in the purple dress looked at Wang Lin for a long while before speaking softly.

Although her voice was soft, it pierced through the rain curtain and echoed all around.

"This…" Wang Lin hesitated and looked up at the sky. The entire sky was pitch black, and the rain did not seem like it would stop anytime soon; it would likely last all night.

"We kindly invited you to take shelter from the rain, and you still have that expression? Could it be that we might eat you?" The girl in the emerald dress saw Wang Lin's hesitation and glared prettily.

"Junior Sister." The woman in the purple dress looked at the girl helplessly.

Wang Lin smiled bitterly, nodded, picked up his bamboo book box, put it on his back, and holding his umbrella, stepped onto the muddy path, walking into the rain curtain towards the riverbank.

On the ground, the mud and water mixed together. As he lifted his feet, mud clung to them, staining the hem of his clothes. Perhaps because the ground was slippery from the rain, and there was a slope towards the river, as soon as he reached the riverbank, Wang Lin's foot slipped, and with an exclamation, his body seemed about to fall.

A wave of fragrance wafted into his nose. As Wang Lin was falling, he was supported by a delicate, graceful body. The one supporting him was none other than the woman in the purple dress. This woman lightly tapped the ground with her feet, and her body floated up, forming a beautiful arc, carrying Wang Lin onto the covered boat in the river.

"Many thanks, Young Lady." Wang Lin stood on the boat, his face beet red, bowing repeatedly.

"Young Master, there is no need for such formalities; please sit." The woman in the purple dress let go of him and sat down to the side with a light laugh. The girl in the emerald dress also closed her umbrella and sat beside the woman, eyeing Wang Lin.

Wang Lin's heart was pounding. From birth until now, he had never been so nervous in his memory. Opposite these two women, he took off the bamboo box from his back, placed it aside, and as he sat down awkwardly, sweat had already broken out on his forehead.

"Young Master, there is no need to be nervous." Seeing Wang Lin's appearance, the woman in the purple dress showed a calm smile on her face, raised her right hand, and used a fire-starter to light a candle.

The candlelight flickered, enveloping the inside of the covered boat, illuminating the three of them under the candlelight.

The girl in the emerald dress found Wang Lin's expression more and more interesting the more she looked at it, and her giggles made Wang Lin even more embarrassed.

"This humble one is Wang Lin. I have met the two young ladies, and I thank you for letting me take shelter in your boat from the rain." Wang Lin took a deep breath, stood up, and clasped his hands towards the two women.

The boat drifted leisurely down the river in the rain. Inside the covered boat, although the rain could not enter, the sound of raindrops pattering on the roof, the sound of them falling on the wooden boards of the boat, and the sound of raindrops on the water outside gradually merged together, forming a wonderful spring rain symphony.

Looking from afar, as the world gradually darkened, the boat gradually hid in the rain curtain, appearing and disappearing. A lamp inside the covered boat emitted a faint light, which, in this cold spring rain, exuded an indescribable warmth.

"Wang Lin… why do I always feel like I have seen him somewhere before… even this name feels very familiar…" The woman in the purple dress looked at Wang Lin, and the confusion from just now faintly appeared again.

"Eh? Your name is Wang Lin? I seem to have heard this name somewhere…" The girl in the emerald dress was stunned, and after looking at Wang Lin carefully a few times, her eyes showed contemplation.

"Strange, I should not have met you, nor have I heard of this name…" The girl in the emerald dress thought for a long time, shook her head, and smiled at Wang Lin. Her voice was melodious as she said, "My name is Xu Fei, and she is my Senior Sister Zhou. As for her name, you had better ask her yourself." Xu Fei blinked her eyes, looking very cute.

"This young lady is Zhou Rui." The woman in the purple dress spoke softly. Her eyes still held confusion, especially after Xu Fei also felt familiar with Wang Lin's name; she could not figure out why.

As time passed, a moon amidst the rain occasionally peeked through the gaps in the rolling dark clouds in the sky, but was quickly covered up again.

The rain fell harder and harder, and the sound of it almost replaced everything else. Gusts of damp wind blew into the covered boat, causing the candlelight to flicker.

Wang Lin felt cold, but looking at the two women, their expressions were normal, as if they did not notice the coldness of the wind. The rain poured down, and looking out through the gaps in the curtain, it was pitch black.

As he watched, Wang Lin suddenly became dazed.

In this pitch-black night, on this quiet river, it seemed as if this covered boat was the only thing left in the world. The two stunning women inside the boat seemed to give one an unreal feeling.

"The two young ladies address each other as Senior and Junior Sister. Just now, Miss Zhou carried this humble one through the air onto the boat; you must be experts from the Martial Forest." In his daze, Wang Lin felt very cold, and slowly his vision blurred. As if sleepy, he resisted the drowsiness, leaned against the boat wall to the side, and muttered.

"We are not people from the Martial Forest. You bookworm are really interesting. We are cultivators, we are Immortals…" A faint, blurry voice came drifting over as Wang Lin became increasingly sleepy, as if from very, very far away.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear someone saying, Hengyue School…

"Am I dreaming again…" Wang Lin closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The covered boat swayed gently, and even the candlelight flickered. The girl in the emerald dress looked at the woman beside her, puzzled.

"Senior Sister, he is just a Mortal. Why did you use a Spell to make him fall asleep?"

The woman in the purple dress looked at the sleeping Wang Lin, and after a long while, whispered, "I must have seen this person before! But I just cannot remember where. You also said his name was familiar just now."

"Wang Lin… Wang Lin…" The girl in the emerald dress frowned, equally confused.

After a while, the woman in the purple dress shook her head and sighed, "Forget it, let us not think about this matter. Perhaps we met in a past life…"

"A past life?" The girl in the emerald dress laughed and stood up to look at the dark world outside.

"Senior Sister, it is about time. We need to go and meet up with Wang Zhuo and the others. This time, the Sect Leader sensed golden light spreading in the east and calculated that there might be a rare treasure appearing. It will likely attract exploration from many Schools. We should be quicker. Although with our cultivation we cannot participate, it would be good to witness it."

The chapter titles of yesterday and today, together, make a complete sentence. Without experiencing wind and rain, how can one see the rainbow? renegade immortal is because of you! Thanks to Mo Pian, Xiong Zhou, Wo Shan!!!, Ni 2 Fan, Huang Zu Gu Shen, FMY2011, Dan Zhi Xiao Hun, Nan Ming Zi XX Fellow Daoist for defying the heavens, charging at the empty gate, leaping to become a three-step mighty figure. Er Gen has nothing to repay, let Wang Lin take you into a dream!